Chapter 5: The Kiss

Mia Duncan's POV

My mind was somewhere in heaven when my lips touched his. It was incredible and magnificent. I was in cloud nine. I can't explain it what did I just do with him, Detective Harsh that I was being negotiated with and had made my living hell after I made him. He always happened to be at the wrong place where he can see all the illegal activities that I tried to conceal from the world. unfortunately, he was able to see it.

he snaked his hands around my waist as I snaked my hands around his neck. I pulled out the tiny needle that has a serum that will make this all a dream and he will forget about it tomorrow. At the back of my mind, I don't want this to be over, not with him bugging me around and I can't have my peaceful life back. But it was different. A good different.

I punched it on his jugular vein at the back of his neck as he went deeper for the kiss. I obliged and responded to it eagerly. I can see myself with him, having kids and grew old together. That's what snapped me before pulling out of the kiss. I stopped the kiss. I looked at him before he looked at me with hooded eyes filled emotions that I wouldn't, couldn't have if I want to stay alive.

"Sorry," was all I could manage to utter at him before running out of the interrogation room. I went outside of the building and stopped to take a breath at the foyer of the Edinburgh police station. I looked back at the window and saw that mysterious woman, the IT person, was looking at me intensely before disappearing from the window. I sighed before my phone rang. It was an unknown number but I knew who called.

"Duncan," I said as I picked up the phone.

"The package has been delivered for your mission tomorrow. Do not fail and get caught. As usual, best of luck to you," She said before hung up. I sighed as I put the phone in handbag and hailed for a taxi to get out of this area.

Liam Hunt's POV

I was shocked, no, paralyzed to be honest when she kissed me out of the blue. I can still feel her warm skin and her soft lips on mine. Her sweet feminine scent of lavender and vanilla. I can still feel her small frame as I hugged her when she kissed me. Then I feel something at the back of my neck before she broke the kiss and went out of the room after uttering a sorry.

I mean, what the hell was that for?!!

"Hunt, the boss is calling for you," Noah said as he tapped on my shoulder that gets me out of my dreams. The kiss, her scent, and frame. everything.

"huh, yeah, I'll be right there," I said before closing some of the files on Mia Duncan. She did not lie about her father being a Croatian. Alberto Duncan, 35 years old when he was deceased with his wife, Rebecca Duncan in a car accident in Glasgow, Scotland.

I knocked my captain's door before she ushered me in.

"Hunt, I got a new assignment for you. Tomorrow, John Pravin will be attending a charity ball at the Mestrovic Gallery in Croatia. I want you to go undercover there as he was on one the most wanted person in Interpol. You leave tonight," she said as it was like in the backyard.

"But boss, I still have a case to be solved," I said.

"Mia Duncan was a not a threat John Pravin is. Now, get home and pack your stuff. You leave at 9 PM," she said before dismissed me. I nodded at her before getting out of the office and Noah was waiting for me outside.

"So, what she wants with you," Noah said as he was curious about the stuff that I was being told.

"I need to be in Croatia," I said before leaving him behind.

"Wait, what?!!" He shouted before running after me.

***

I was on the airplane where I cannot literally see what was going on outside the aircraft. It was dark and cold and chilly as I flew out of Scotland at 10:45 PM. I was in business class, thanks to Interpol, and was ready to get off from this plane. The plane landed safely and we all rushing to get out of the plane. I waited for people to get out as I wanted to be the last person and wanted to stretch my back.

I was taking my carry on bag when I saw a familiar figure was getting out of the plane. I hurried up and tried to catch up to her as I was running out of the airplane as the stewardesses were saying thanks. I nodded before I was running to get out of the plane but that figure was nowhere to be found when there were thousands of people in the airport. I brushed my hair before when to the customs to get check-in.

I gave my passport to the guard and he was asking some common question like name, the reason for the visit and so on.

"name?" He asked

"reason for visit," he asked

"police business," I said. He looked at me before returning to my passport. There was an official business that was stamped in my passport and he looked at it briefly before stamped my passport. I uttered thanks before getting out of the airport to meet the appointed person for my stay in Croatia.

"Mr. Hunt," a voice was calling for me behind me.

"yes?" I said as I looked at the person. Male, average 5'6", friendly, Spanish perhaps.

"My name is Eduardo. I will be your caretaker for your visit in Croatia," he said before taking my duffel and ushered me to the waiting car outside of the airport.

Mia Duncan's POV

"your mission is to eliminate John Pravin when he was done giving a speech at the Mestrovic Gallery for the opening of the new art collection of his. There will be a security guard around him, up and down within 15 meters of his presence. You need to take the third floor and use the tiny needle that can get into his bloodstream without a trace. All the equipment was in the back. They are non-traceable so they should be able to pass through the airport security with ease. Good luck, Duncan," the recording ended as I packed up my carry on. I took the small case of my designated weapon and my clothes for the mission. I packed my passport and some money that was being provided. I looked at myself in the mirror before getting out of my apartment.

I was at the self-check-in for my departure when I saw him again. Detective Hunt was getting on the same plane as me. I sit close next to him, in disguise and eavesdropped on his conversation with his superior. I guess he did not recognize me after the serum or he was just too lazy as it was 10 PM. I kept my distance and just looking at his every move from afar. When we were all ready to depart, I followed him at a safe distance as he was in Business whereas I was in Coach.

I was not complaining as I like to keep a low profile but I hope he would fall asleep soon enough so that the serum can be activated. I bit my time as I was hoping that he would forget about me already. however, a part of me doesn't want him to forget about our encounter, our heated conversation, the kiss. I can feel that my feminine core was making weird stuff as I can see the old man beside me was looking at me weirdly. I cleared my throat before getting up to use the lavatory.

I went to the lavatory and was about to close the door when the old man was getting inside. The same old man that was sitting next to me.

"hey, beauty, ready to get it on?" He said when he was ready to open his pants. I was about to yell when he pushed me and clamped my mouth with his dirty hands. Bloody sucker.

"shh, we don't want to get caught now, do we?" He said happily when his free hand was getting off his pants. I rolled at his action before taking the needle out of my hair and punched it onto his hand.

"hey!" He shouted before I head-butted him and he went into a coma. He fell to the floor and I was scoffing at his action trying to get laid in the lavatory. I took out his wallet to see that his name was Alan Frost and he already had 2 daughters and a son and his wife was so cute. How dare he wanted to commit ****! The nerve of the man!

I took out all his cash and credit cards and flushed it down the toilet before getting out of the lavatory and told the stewardess that it was out of order.

the plane landed and I went out as quick as possible because I can feel someone was trying to catch up to me. No doubt it was Detective Hunt. I swerved across the hallways of the airport and saw him from afar that he had lost me and was frustrated. Looks like he had not to sleep it off yet. I guess I have to wish for a miracle that tomorrow he won't recognize me or I would be in so much trouble.